It was an ordinary night in London in 1887

You were at one of the many elegant parties that Robert Lanyon's family threw until you decided to go out to the patio to breathe fresh air, you sit on the ground admiring the beautiful red tulips that were in the garden until you feel a hand on your shoulder , it was Robert Lanyon who you didn't see at the whole party

"Excuse me, shouldn't you be inside enjoying the party my father has thrown?"